"vomit--"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhennan felt his throat itchy. He opened his mouth again and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Linghu Chong was shocked and was about to touch the medicine bag, but found that he had nothing but a sword on his body.

As for the sanqin, the back basket, and the wine pot, they have long been lost while running away.

Lin Zhennan vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and was about to open his mouth to say something, but once he opened his mouth, he could only vomit out a mouthful of blood and could not speak at all.

Seeing this strange situation, Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were at a loss.

The chest and abdomen are injured, blood enters the inner abdomen, and blood comes from the mouth and nose. What should I do?

They knew how to kill people and learned simple self-rescue methods, but in this strange situation, the two of them had no idea at all.

Looking at Lin Zhennan who kept vomiting blood and couldn't even tell his last words, Yue Lingshan shed tears in annoyance: "I would have loved Brother Chen here..."

Linghu Chong smiled bitterly: "Although Brother Chen is good at martial arts, he may not understand the art of Qihuang, alas!"

After saying that, he sent all the true energy left in his dantian into Lin Zhennan's body.

Although, he knew it was futile, his conscience made him have to do something.

However, there is one thing Linghu Chong said wrong. If Chen Chong was here, he could really see something.

Although I was a sports student in my previous life, I have learned physical and human anatomy after all, and my understanding of the internal organs may be better than most doctors in this time and space.

Just looking at the location of Lin Zhennan’s injury, the depth of the wound, and the symptoms of the injury, it is not difficult to know that he not only injured his diaphragm, but also most of his stomach.

Otherwise, there will be no internal hernia and bleeding from the nose orally.

Knowing that his life was just in a moment, Lin Zhennan suddenly

The eyes have long lost their spirit.

"Sigh!"

Linghu Chong flashed into a sword and blocked the killer's sneak attack. Two sharp blades intertwined, making a pleasant sound of gold and iron.

He sent the sword forward, and used the sword to jamb the opponent's sword body. Then he turned his wrists sharply, trying to sweep the killer's weapon.

However, the killer was not a broiler. He slid his sword and quickly dragged it backwards, taking the lead in resisting Linghu Chong's sword body with the sword caly.

"bass!"

The two sharp blades and swords were filed against each other, making a strange sound like sharpening the knife.

Good means!

Seeing that his opponent made such a move, Linghu Chong hated the killer very much, but he couldn't help but shouted secretly.

But because of this, he also developed a strong sense of fighting out of thin air.

Today, Shaolin is the most respected in fists and feet, and the sword skills are regarded as Huashan as the leader.

As a great disciple of the Huashan Sect, how could a rat who was willing to be a hawk in the court in the sword technique?

However, before he could fight back, he saw the killer's right hand attacking like lightning, aiming at his sword edge and bounced violently.

But when he heard a crisp "ding" sound, the long sword in Linghu Chong's hand suddenly bent, and the tip of the sword actually rushed straight to the master's face.

In boxing, it says "a sound that is hard to buy a thousand gold," and in sticks, it says "a thousand gold, nodding a stick".

In fact, these two manifestations are manifestations of one kind of kung fu to the extreme and entering another realm.

As the saying goes, "Yang produces yin, and yin produces yang at all", this is the truth.

Linghu Chong is a great disciple of the Huashan Sect. He is not an ordinary product made by wearing a sword at the village blacksmith shop and spending two cents of silver to buy an iron blank.

Among the Five Mountains, the Western Mountain Huashan is famous all over the world for its "dangerousness", and the sword technique of the Huashan School is also in line with the essence of "dangerousness".

The Huashan School's standard sword is three feet long, one and a half fingers wide, and only a big coin thick. It can be called the shortest, narrowest and thinnest weapon in the Five Mountains.

As the saying goes, one inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous. If you fight with people with such weapons, the quality of the weapons must be of high quality, and must be both strong and hard.

The weapon is short and hard, how can it be as twisted and fulfilled as a soft sword?

But the killer's move achieved the effect of a soft sword, which was similar to "nodding with a stick".

Linghu Chong's back felt cold, and he felt his scalp explode and his brain fell into a blank space - what strange trick is this?

Then, he was even more shocked - except for his master, there is such a master of swordsmanship in the world?

"It's overwhelming!"

Lin Zhennan shouted loudly, like a slap in his head, and immediately awakened Linghu Chong who was lost.

Linghu Chong is worthy of being a young hero. Even if he is in danger, he is still in danger.

He suddenly activated his internal force, and almost all his true energy poured into the sword. With a "buzzing" sound, the sharp blade suddenly bounced back to its original shape.

At the same time, he fell back, supported his left hand on the ground, kicked his feet up, and headed straight for the killer's jaw.

Leopard tail feet!

Thanks to Linghu Chong's restraint, Lin Zhennan's palm power, which was like a sea of ​​rushing sea, rushed towards the killer in an endless manner.

The killer turned his head slightly and wanted to apply oil to the soles of his feet, but how could Linghu Chong let go so easily?

He retracted his right leg, slapped the ground with his palm, and used the force of the earth's recoil to squeeze his lower limbs tightly.

When something happened suddenly, the killer seemed to be in a desperate situation, and his eyes were filled with shock and anger.

Lin Zhennan didn't care about that much, and rushed forward with big strides, internal energy pouring into his palms, as if he wanted to kill the murderous aura on the spot.

However, when the killer saw him step forward, he calmed down and twisted his waist and twisted his body like a drill bit.

Such a strange move, Linghu Chong was unable to confine himself, and he almost instantly broke free.

He crossed his arms, held the long sword in front of him, and protected the middle door tightly.

With a dull "bang", Lin Zhennan "overwhelmed" and hit the killer hard.

The sword buzzed and removed some force, removed some force with both hands, and removed some internal force again.

Under the protection of the third level, Lin Zhennan's remaining power was not enough to take human life.

The killer took several steps in a row, removed all the remaining strength, and then jumped high on both feet.

He grabbed a thick pine branch with his right hand, used a thousand-pound drop technique, and waved a long sword in his left hand to Lin Zhennan.

Then, the branches bounced back and drilled into the treetops with the killer, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that the enemy had escaped, Linghu Chong did not relax and immediately used his light skills and wanted to jump onto the branch to see where the other party was going.

However, as soon as he soared into the air, he felt a cold wind blowing in his ears. When he thought of the killer's sword before leaving, he immediately felt a warning.

Something is wrong, it’s sword energy!

Linghu Chong reacted and then shouted loudly: "Senior Lin, be careful of the sword energy!"

However, he was too late to remind him, or Lin Zhennan was already at the end of his strength.

Even with Linghu Chong's prompt reminder, his movements were still half a beat slower.

Just hearing the sound of cracking silk, Lin Zhennan was shocked and took five steps back, covering his chest and sank on the ground.

From the killer's appearance and sword coming out to the killer's failure to retreat, it only takes more than a dozen breaths.

Yue Lingshan, who was the weakest martial arts present, woke up suddenly when Lin Zhennan fell to the ground in dejection.
Chapter completed!